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When "The Last Kannanthalis" on the Parakkulam hill slopes bloomed......
Everything appeared big and wonderful as per the childhood conception of space. When we leave home very early with our "pookkunda", a small round shaped basket woven with treated screwpine leaves, grandma used to say "you gather more Kannanthali and thumbar
May 19, 2021
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Mar 28, 2021
TIME’S WINGED CHARIOT
“ KONARK WHEEL “But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity.”...
Nov 28, 2020
DEATH WARNING FROM ABOVE ?
KALAN KOZHI,MOTTLED WOOD OWL,STRIX OCELLATA Outside, the night lay inebriated with its vastness. The wind was spreading from the top...
Nov 5, 2020
ONCE THE STONES BLOOMED IN KONARK
KONARK TEMPLE ..WALL SCULPTURES The art of rock carving and sculpturing reached great heights in second millennium BC in Egypt. The land...
Oct 29, 2020
The saga of the sun god
KONARK SUN TEMPLE Surya thought… each and every day she gazed at the red sun with growing passion..she conjured that power of morning sun...
Sep 13, 2020
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